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Last night, the Tennessee Titans pulled out a sloppy victory against a
fading Pittsburgh Steelers side—a surprising win that did nothing to
change the fact that Tennessee is one of the worst teams in the National
Football League. But a rotten offensive line and a hot-butter defense
are problems for next week—for now the Titans faithful can enjoy a
bright spot in a depressing season.

That the win was on national TV made it that much sweeter. Like many
small market teams, the Titans have long been ignored by the sporting
press. Even when they have good runs—like the 10-0 start to the 2008
season—the team gets little national attention. From outside the
Nashville area, it’s easy to feel like they aren’t real at all. With
their pale blue uniforms and goofy cartoon logo, the Titans seem
fictional—cannon fodder for the heroes to breeze past during a football
movie montage, on their way to a confrontation with the real bad guy,
the Dallas Longhorns or the L.A. Atoms. I mean, really—pro football in
Tennessee?

Nashville has always shared that unreal sheen. People around the
planet have heard of it, but few visit. Tell a stranger you’re from
there, and they’ll respond, “Oh, yeah? I hear that’s a cool town”—the
same response they give to people from Austin, but without the
enthusiasm. This week, however, the 615 is in the spotlight. After the
Titans completed their fluke win, the editor-in-chief of the excellent
alt-weekly The Nashville Scenetweeted, “STEELERS — TASTE THE FURY OF RAYNA JAYMES!”